Poetry Pages

thanks bt. someone i love very much passed in september and i still find myself being very angry about it, and the word that comes to me the most is "why" because she was such a positive asset to this world and my world especially.

will do!!!! i would love to write my own poetry book oneday. one of my most admired poets is maya angelou. i hope to one day touch someones lives they way her poetry touched mine

cr i just noticed that you location says "right behind you" that gave me chills and like an idiot i felt the urge to turn around and look

this is true poetry. formless emotions that don't need vivid imagry because the image is conveyed in the feeling of pain. you are talented~~~

hahahahah that's freakin' hillarious!!!! i bellard out laughing at that. that image probably fits alot of poets! ahh that was a good one!

such a poem can only be written by a soul truly dented, bent, but not broken.
One up to your loss,my friend

thank you CR

i am humbled by you words KRL
thanky you!

thanks for the great reply KRL, :bow: the truth is it's about everyone, not one person doesn't have some vice or some habit or some flaw that they can't stand about themselves. and the sad truth is that most of us just try to cover it up or pretend to fix it or not try to fix it at all. like smoking...

contrary to what heinz said, i thought it all fit very well spliting "this" gave me the feeling of slowing down and getting drowsy it made me draw out the ssssss. keep up the good work stay imaginative and creative and fresh. and absorb critique however you see fit

you're good!

WOW..... that was awsome, what a turn of emotion from begining to end. i felt sad for you both

thank you

Everybody’s committing suicide All the crying rivers are running dry Virgins dieing by and by Everybody’s committing suicide And we’re supposed to mourn and weep Wailing sorrows, losing sleep And now the problems much to deep This is the reward that man has reaped Withered away and dead inside No s...

very sweet and beautiful it reminds me of the innosence of longing!